Dot (c) DotRook
Dalton (c) Pop

Pushing open the door to the shop with her rump Dot paused on the threshold to fight her umbrella back down against the wild wind. Drops of the freezing January rain peppered her muzzle and long lop ears before she was able to get through the door and shut out the weather. Turning away from the entrance the tall, heavy shouldered bunny paused as the scent of latex, vinyl and polish hit her nose. Crinkling her offended muzzle she almost turned and went back out into the rain, the scent was really way to strong.

The source was easy to spot, every rack, mannequin, stand, shelf and display cabinet was laden with articles of clothing, accessories, hats, collars, boots all made from a variant of latex, vinyl, PVC or a mixture of all three. Black was the strongest colour but here and there were splashes of colours both dark and light that drew the eye or brought her gaze back around for a second look. Moving cautiously past the rack of collars and cuffs by the door Dot was drawn toward the back of the room and the line upon line of beautiful full body suits on display. Every conceivable colour and species was here. Most folded neatly over rails or dangled from hangers but each one had the hood on display so you could see what type of species it was.

"Beautiful aren't they," a warm voice murmured right beside her. Dot jumped, big bunny feet tangling together as she stumbled away from the person now standing by her elbow. Cool, smooth, black latex paws gripped her arm to steady her as warm eyes stared out of a magnificently sculpted vinyl muzzle.

"Yeah... I... oh wow... you look amazing in that, is it store policy to be dressed up?" she knew it was rude but she couldn't take her eyes off the store assistant. He was clad in a tightly fitting rodent suit, complete with big ears, buck teeth, whiskers and an extra-long tail of black latex that slithered and coiled about his feet beautifully. He hadn't bothered with proper clothing either, just a white lab coat tossed over his shoulders, bright and white against the dark shine covering his body. She blushed as his grin turned from amused to slightly flirtatious as he leant forward with a squeak and spread his arms, posing for her.

"Why thank you my dear, I'm Dalton and it is my pleasure to have you in my shop," he moved to one side, resetting the rack of suits Dot had jostled, "I gather from your reaction that you're here for my suits?"

"Well yes... a friend of mine told me about this place," Dot blushed heavily, part of her still wanted to run away. She was here now so she forced herself to keep talking, "He... he said you could even do feral suits?"

"Well that is certainly something I can accommodate my dear," Dalton squeaked warmly, sliding his tail about Dot's shoulders in a friendly manner, turning her toward the rear of the shop and the more exotic suits. "I think I even know exactly which one to suggest, here..."

He stopped before a round dais hidden behind a display of clubbing gear. Artfully draped over a mannequin, it's flat surfaces glistening and just waiting to be filled was a feral suit. This was no ordinary suit though, the sight of it stopped Dot's heart and her umbrella clattered to the floor.

"Russet told you I was coming didn't he?" she whispered, her lop ears drooping low as she took in the glistening curves, smooth hide and gorgeous sheen of the Xernaes suit. The long, very long black legs were beautiful, the hooves tipped with long points and the tail was a moulded mass of shimmering black latex. The blue upper body was moulded perfectly, the two horn like crests of blue vinyl perfectly placed just ahead of the front legs.

Then there was the yellow, the accents along the outline of each leg and more importantly the gigantic array of antlers. Each inset with a shimmering, multi-hued gem. They adorned the smooth blue and yellow mask that completed the suit. Without even thinking about it Dot started to run her hands along the feral suit, shivering at the smooth feel of the slick material against her fingers.

"Russet may have given me a little heads up my dear, now do you wish to try it on?" the rat slipped past her and lifted the Xernaes off the blank, black mannequin it had been draped over. Vinyl claws unpeeled the back of the suit and held it open for her. 

Blushing deep enough for the colour to show through her cream fur Dot shook her head. "No way, I... it's much too big for me it'd just hang off me."

Clucking his tongue against his buck teeth the rat's tail looped about Dot's waist and drew her closer, "Trust me my dear; I’ve been dressing people up in feral suits for over a decade now. I know what I'm doing, it's just the right size for you... slip out of those clothes and slide inside."

Squirming back and forth Dot stared at the suit, reaching out to run her hands along its length before looking up to meet Dalton's eyes. He smiled at her and held the suit open, revealing the glistening, powder dusted interior. He squeaked encouragingly and with a twitch of her nose Dot slipped off her coat and started on her blouse. Once that was free she began on her skirt, dropping it to the ground and stepping out of it. Conscious of the rat's eyes on her she blushingly slipped free of her undergarments and stepped quickly forward. 

One foot after another was placed inside the wide opening along Xernaes' back and with a helping hand from Dalton's tail she slipped them backwards into the rear-legs of the suit. The material slipped easily over her fur, the powder inside helping to ease the passage of her legs. Into the dark slippery material her legs sank until Dalton was able to pull the suit up around her waist. 

"See..." Dot sighed, staring down at the folded mass of suit bunched up around her thighs. "It is much too bi...ahahahhhhhhh!" she pitched forward as the latex contracted about her feet. Blackness engulfed her vision as Dalton held the suit open and her arms and chest smooshed into the slippery, powder dusted underbelly of Xernaes. Whatever was happening to her legs however was way too much of a distraction for her to worry about what the rat was up too.

Everything was moving, her legs where twisting, elongating, stretching to fill the suit. She could feel the bunches of shiny fabric around her thighs smoothing out, flattening as inch by inch she filled the tight, long tube of latex with her body. Panting heavily Dot twisted about inside the smooth, shapeless bag of latex risked a glance back. All was darkness but she could feel the hooves of the suit pressed firmly against the ground. She dreaded to think what she'd see if she tried to remove her legs from the suit.

"Dalton... mr Dalton help... what is happening!" her voice sounded weak, quiet and sometime during the mutilation and transformation of her legs the rat had zipped the suit closed! Struggling to sit up, to paw at the opening Dot slipped against the powdered interior and screamed as one hand and then the other was tugged into a warm, tight, teasing opening! It was impossible to resist, one moment her hands where sliding over latex, the next it had gripped her and was pulling her forward.

With a scream the rabbit's torso stretched, her spine popped, her skin and fur flowed forward, expanding to slowly fill the space inside the suit. Latex pressed against her chest, squished along her back as inch after inch of her arms where pulled down into Xernaes' front legs. She screamed as her hands squished and moulded into the round openings in each front hoof. With a shudder she arched her back as she was forced to swell, to spread, to fill the body of the mighty pokemon. For a moment she was sure she was about to pass out, her body was a mixture of pain, fluid pleasure and queasy shifting sensations that made her dizzy. On the verge of vomiting, or voiding herself or maybe both the sensations fled as her head stretched upwards. Like putty it oozed into a wider, larger opening that clung and stroked, tugged and smoothed itself around her elongating neck. 

Her muzzle slid into something smooth and round, her ears crawled upwards, tugged, splitting, splaying, and stretching, unwinding until with a shudder and a gasp she could no longer feel herself! What she could feel was the outside world, hooves she wasn't accustomed to scrabbled against the floor. Tossing her head she clanged against a stand as the weight of antlers made themselves known. Light filled her eyes and the grinning face of Dalton slowly came into focus as she found herself staring out of the mask. Except it was no mask, she could scrunch up her muzzle, twitch her nose and shift it from side to side as easily as if it was her own. 

Scrambling upright the smooth tail and hands of the rat helped her to her feet. Hooves rang, her tail twitched and looking down Dot just stood there and stared at her long, long, so very long black and yellow legs. She tried to speak, to open her mouth but the mask was sealed, Xernaes had no visible mouth and it seemed Dalton hadn't included one on the suit she now was. Eyes widening she snorted through her nose and pawed worriedly at the floor until a smooth latex paw was placed against her neck.

The feeling sent a thrill of pleasure rippling down her new, smooth body and she stilled as Dalton's bright red eyes bored into her own. The memory of her body twisting, elongating, filling the suit was still fresh in her memory. She dreaded to think what it'd be like if she took this suit back off... Dalton's suggestion that she stay inside, stay and work for him in his shop, it all made so much more sense.

Dipping her head she accepted his terms then caught sight of herself in the mirror and froze. She looked... no she was... Xernaes. A glistening, smooth, shiny, shimmering version of the majestic pokemon, she was.... she was Xernaes.

~fin